The Earth Conquers All Worlds

"Gregory."

Seeing the blood-colored stars moving in unison in the sky, and the formidable Sword Prison attacking the sky filled with killing intent, Joseph, who was covered in bright and dim holy power, took a step back, the meaning was self-evident.

Gregory III frowned slightly, he didn't believe Joseph at all in his current state.

"Can."

But the opponent has indeed made an effort, if he doesn't want the alliance to start to break down, he has to make a move.

Gregory clenched his left fist tightly, and the golden-red flames that filled his side like an ocean swirled crazily, rushing towards him like a long whale sucking water, condensing like substance.

high spirits~

The sharp and ear-piercing galloping sound of a steed resounded in this universe, full of vigor and liveliness.

Under Gregory III, amidst the gathering of golden-red flames, a golden-red steed slowly appeared.

It is tall and vigorous, three meters high, like a terrifying giant beast, with golden-red flames burning all over its body, and the flames on its eyeballs and four hooves are completely specialized into a faint blue, carrying an extremely dangerous aura.

"Ant, die."

The moment the mount appeared, Gregory's already tyrannical aura surged upward again, and the horse and man became one, and the speed instantly exceeded the speed of sound.

Bright golden-red horseshoe prints were left on the void he stepped on, and the golden-red flames burned quietly, lighting up a trail of flaming horseshoe prints in the cold and dead universe.

boom!

With murderous intent, the icy Sword Prison and the domineering golden-red figure fighting against the sky and the earth collided without any tricks. There was a bang between the sky and the earth, the space was shaken, the red light exploded, and golden-red flames overflowed.

The figure of the flame knight's charge was firmly blocked, and among the more than 800 flying swords, there were more than 400 medium-grade magic weapons and low-grade magic weapons in an instant.

The remaining flying swords gathered into eight thick red flying swords under the leadership of the eight magic-level flying swords, and chopped off at Gregory one after another, stirring up the situation and blocking up and down.

But all attacks were blocked by the flame lance.

Every time the cavalry lance attacked, dozens of magic weapon flying swords were forced out of the attack sequence, and at the same time, patches of golden red flames were extinguished silently.

The people of Gregory III borrowed their horsepower, swept the flames with their lances, and trampled the void with their horseshoes until they vibrated. Descending rapidly.

At the same time, the battle energy in his body was also consumed rapidly, and soon fell below 80%. If he wanted to completely defeat the sword array, it might drop below 70%.

"Joseph, shoot!"

Gregory had won consecutive battles, and his aura was high, but the exhaustion in his body was real. After a few flying sword attacks, he turned around and roared at Pope Joseph, who was quietly watching him behind him.

But neither Zhao Shi nor Joseph just looked at him quietly and ignored him.

No matter what you think in your heart, the depletion of grudge in Gregory's body is a good thing for Zhao Shi and Joseph, and of course no one will jump out impatiently.

Zhao Shi smiled faintly: "Your Majesty, you do not agree to my cooperation with you, but you seem to have forgotten that my cooperation partner does not only need you."

"What?"

Gregory was terrified and chilled. He didn't care about attacking, and golden-red flames gathered on his body, laying down layers of defense.

After waiting for a long time, eight huge red flying swords outside him slashed one after another, grinding away many flames around him, but the expected joint attack of the two still did not come.

Zhao Shi and Joseph were still confronting each other quietly, neither attacking him nor fighting between them.

"Chop Suey!"

Gregory cursed angrily, knowing that he had been deceived, his body's fighting spirit suddenly rose, and his body's fighting spirit burned violently, setting off a tsunami-like flame and crushing down on the eight huge flying swords that were already much darker around him.

However, when the huge wave of flames was about to fall, Bakou's red giant sword collapsed first, turning into streaks of red stars and returning to the sky.

Zhao Shi looked at Pope Joseph with some regret: "Why don't you want to kill him with me?"

He is very sincere, and he is willing to be a pawn. Why does no one believe him?

Pope Joseph did not respond, and said to Gregory III: "Let's attack together and kill him quickly with all our strength, how about it?"

He didn't mention at all that he allowed him to be surrounded by sword formations and consume his fighting spirit.

Gregory also calmed down, and said in a deep voice, "Okay."

When the world was opened, the vitality of the world was as turbulent as a violent storm.

The two moved at the same time, the flaming giant galloping, the knight's spear pointed brightly, followed by thousands of horses and horses made of flames charging together, the dead universe suddenly became brighter, the surrounding temperature rose sharply, and the power could no longer be exported quickly.

"Heaven is coming!"

On the other side, the old and majestic voice of Pope Joseph sounded.

The sky, which had turned from darkness and silence to dimness, changed drastically again. A thick and condensed holy light shot into this dark universe from outside the sky, breaking the sky into a gap several kilometers in size.

The holy light projected unhindered to the top of Zhao Stone, and holy white feathers descended, turning into three holy angels with swords, each of which had a breath similar to that of Pope Joseph.

The golden eyes of the sword-wielding angel among Shengguang and Baiyu were ruthless, and at the same time, he drew his sword and chopped off at Zhao Shi's head.

In an instant, the two strongest men who were favored by the plane and blessed by the plane had already exploded with their ultimate power, desperate to kill Zhao Shi.

All the places on the light and dark plane were agitated at the same time, and endless spiritual energy rushed towards the battlefield.

The spirits of Joseph and Gregory III shook at the same time, and the energy particles around them had never been more active than at this moment.

They cheered and jumped for joy, and couldn't wait to join the attacks of the angels and Gregory III, frantically increasing their attacks, and within a short period of time, they increased to the point where even Nascent Soul stage monks had to retreat temporarily.

Zhao Shi was startled, his scalp was numb, and he seemed to understand why the two of them could unite so efficiently, they joined forces to kill him, and even though they provoked him several times, there was no result.

Plane consciousness!

The consciousness of the plane, which thought it would not be a monster in a short time after having gained the approval of tens of millions of people, finally showed its fangs at this moment.

This was completely beyond his expectation, damn it, it is impossible for him now to threaten the Nascent Soul cultivator.

"Blood lotus sword!"

Stimulated by the incomparably clear intuition of death in his heart, Zhao Shi no longer cared about hiding, the Blood Moon behind him radiated blood, and the light quickly spread to all the flying swords around him.

A mouthful of red flying swords was projected to Zhao Shi's side and rotated like a hundred birds returning to their nests. The orbits of the flying swords were precisely calculated and coordinated, and nine hundred and ninety-nine flying swords were combined to form a lifelike red sword lotus.

The sword lotus turned slowly, and the fine sword energy was self-generated, with a higher level of increase in sword intent, and its power was several times higher than when it was dealing with Angel Wings before.

At that time, the red sword lotus was only running a little, and it had already defeated Angel Wing, whose strength was not much different from that of ordinary Jindan peak monks. If the other party hadn't had a substitute death method, she could have been killed at that time.

The red sword lotus had just formed, and the attack of the two had already arrived.

rumbling~

Gregory III pierced into the red sword lotus like a flaming spear, smashing the delicate and sharp red sword lotus through a small gap, and countless flying swords and goddesses collapsed in all directions like scattered flowers.

The three sword-wielding angels were extremely intelligent in battle, following the flanks of the charging flame army, they split all the flying swords blocking the knight like precise scalpels.

Not only did Gregory III's speed not stop because of the attack, but it became even faster.

The joint attack of the two heroes with strong plane luck, coupled with the blessing of the plane consciousness again, the attack power has begun to approach that of the Nascent Soul cultivator.

Can't stop it!

It is impossible to stop it!

Even if the sword intent was improved to a higher level in a short period of time, most of Zhao Shi's strongest offensive and defensive sword lotus collapsed in an instant, and the flying swords scattered like gravel, exposing Zhao Shi inside the sword lotus flower core.